I am looking down at a girl, holding a gun to her head. She is sobbing, but I don't care. The tension in my finger is so extreme, that my whole hand is shaking.
I know she must die, but I can't do it. I don't know who she is, but she looks so familiar. Through her sobs I can make out three repeated words, "I love you."
...just those three words over and over and over again.
Maybe that's why I can't shoot her. Or maybe it's because she is calling me "Four", which must be my name.
The fact that she knows my name and I don't, gives me the feeling that I know her even more. I look away. I can never look someone in the eye as I kill them.
"Four. Please," She sobs, "Four, please look at me."
I look back at her and we make eye contact. Suddenly something in my mind clicks into place and I remember who she is. Who I am.
"Tris." I hear myself saying softly. I look down at the gun I'm holding.
"Why do I have a gun.....where am I?" I say, getting more confused by the second.
I don't know where I am, or why the hell I am holding a gun to Tris' head. I lower the pistol down to my side and my knees buckle.
"Tris. I-I don't know w-what I was d-doing.." I say, surprised to hear myself crying.
Tris hugs me to her, still crying herself.
She whispers one thing, "I know."
Author's note:
Hey! Idk why I put this here. I found it in an old notebook of my so why the heck not? Haha hope you enjoyed!
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Realization: Divergent one shot
De TodoThis is a quick one shot. I was cleaning out my closet and found this written in a notebook. I actually wrote it in seventh grade, but hey, why not. I'm not actually in the divergent fandom but again. Why not?
